CHAPTER XIV

THE CAVE OF THE CYCLOPS

"The next day I started with twelve men, the crew of my own ship,

to find out what kind of men inhabited the country opposite us, leaving

all the other boats and their men on the island. When we sailed up

to the coast of the mainland, we heard the voices of giants, and the

bleating of their sheep and goats. And we saw a cave with a high roof,

over whose entrance grew laurel shrubs, and many cattle, sheep, and

goats were lying around at rest. We found an enclosure of rough stone

in the form of a court, with tall pines and leafy oaks at the mouth

of the cave.

"The largest giant of all the race of Cyclops dwelt there and took

care of his cattle all alone. Usually he spent his time prowling all

by himself around the mountains. He had nothing to do with his

neighbors, but led a solitary life, plotting wicked deeds. He looked

more like a huge mountain top, with shaggy overhanging forests,

towering above other mountains, than a human being.

"We were soon inside the cave, but we did not find the owner at home.

We had carried with us a wine-skin full of wine which a priest of

Apollo had given us. The wine was very fragrant and so pleasant that

no one who had once tasted it, could let it alone. We had taken along

a basket of food also, for fear of meeting with men of great strength

and no sense of the courtesy due to strangers.

"As we looked around the cave we wondered at what we saw. There were

baskets all about heaped with cheeses, and pens of lambs separated

into three folds, the older in one pen, the younger in another, and

the youngest in a third. And there were pails full of whey, and buckets

of milk. My companions ate as much of the cheese as they liked, after

which they begged to drive all the lambs and kids down to the ship.

"But I would not allow this. It was my wish to stay there and see

the cave-dweller and find out what kind of a man he was. I thought

he would give me a handsome present, according to the laws of

hospitality. It was cold in the cave, so we lit a fire and sat down

to wait for the owner to arrive.

"He came toward evening, carrying a load of wood on his back, which

he threw down with such a crash that my men ran with terror into the

corners of the cave. The giant drove all such sheep and goats as would

give him milk into the cave, leaving the others in the outside court,

and then closed up the entrance with a rock so large that twenty-four

four-wheeled wagons could not have moved it. Having done this, he

sat down and milked the sheep and goats and gave to each its young

one.

"Next, he curdled half of the milk and put the curd into woven baskets,

but he kept the other half for his evening meal. When he had ended

this work he lit a fire, and seeing the strangers he began to ask

them questions, to find out who they were. His voice was deep and

frightful, like the rumbling of a volcano, and our hearts trembled,

but I found words to answer him: 'We are Greeks, and come from Troy.

It was our intention to return home, but contrary winds have driven

us on this shore.

"'We belong to the army of Agamemnon, whose fame is very great because

he has overcome a strong city and conquered many nations. But now

we throw ourselves at thy feet and pray that thou wilt receive us

as guests, or else give us the gifts that are due to strangers, lest

the gods avenge us.'

"Having said this, I stopped, but the Cyclops told us that we were

fools to believe in the gods. 'The Cyclops,' he said, 'care nothing

for the gods. We are better than they are. If I spare thee it will

be of my own free will, and not for fear of the gods. But where are

thy ships? Are they near here or far off?' This he said hoping to

deceive us, but I saw through his trick, and replied: 'The storm has

thrown our ships upon the cliffs and broken them to pieces, and we

had to swim for our lives.'

"The cruel monster did not answer me again, but he seized two of my

companions and dashed them to the ground with such force that they

died on the spot. He devoured them as a lion devours his prey. He

left nothing of them, neither bones nor flesh nor hair. We wept aloud

and prayed to Zeus with our hearts full of despair."

Odysseus, the Hero of Ithaca Adapted from the Third Book of the Primary Schools of Athens, Greece · 第 11 / 26 章